"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

*Formerly His Desire* "You think you want me, but I don't think you could handle what I would do to you." His stare is relentless. I smooth my hands down over my nightdress, feeling his words glide across my skin. "I could..." "I'm not sure I would be the kind, gentle lover your sweet Caspian would be," he warns quietly. ----- As a Princess, Kiva is always in danger. So much so, one night, her home is broken into, where it is revealed her attempted killer is her mate. Before she has a chance to speak to him, he vanishes into the night. For her protection, a dark and dangerous mercenary is ordered to keep guard of her, and as time passes, Kiva finds herself desiring him more and more. All while trying to find her elusive mate, and deny feelings for a man who may lead her right to the truth.

❝She was never meant to be the heroine.❞

"I swear, I will show your true face to this world, Asad Sheikh." I growled with tears glistening in my eyes while holding his collar. Heartlessly staring at my powerlessness, he grabbed my wrist and yanked it away with a dark smirk. "Good luck trying that because no matter what you do," Before my mind could register, his large hand held my jaw, staring dead into my soul as he declared dominantly. "You are going to beg me for mercy in the end, Mrs. Sheikh" *** Sofia Elbaz, daughter of a rich, powerful man, never thought despite this overwhelming power, she would lose to Asad Sheikh. A highly dangerous lawyer who was also in the Mafia. He captured her soul in his domain by marrying her. Putting Sofia in a position where she must protect her dignity and pride.... From her own devilish husband. He is going to torment her very soul. One moment, he will be a prince charming. In the other, he will be a man consumed by... madness. Asad would hunt her down only to punish her for their past connection and breaking his ego. But, is ruining someone over a years long grudge... justified? [Installment of "THE VICIOUS LEADERS" Series: The Corrupt Lawyer, Asad Sheikh]

NOTE: This story contains mature content and scenes that are not suitable for children below 18. Reader discretion is advised. You have been warned. Amara's life has never been really good--always overtime at work, enslaved by people, cheated on by her boyfriend, and her beloved grandmother suddenly passed away. Even though her life was very hard and very miserable she was still happy whenever she read her favorite novel, [The Hidden Treasure]. But one day she found herself transmigrated in the world of the book she was reading as Amara Hiraya, the sister of the book's Male Lead. She would have been excited, because living in the world of the Maharlika was what she hoped for in her life the most. But of all the characters present in the novel, she got the worst role. "Why the hell did I become Amara Hiraya, the character who will marry Raha Sitan, the villain of the novel?" And not only that, her character is destined to die right at the hands of Raha Sitan at the beginning of the story! "Ah, I got the worst luck!" Since Amara doesn't want to die a second time, she will do everything not to marry the villain of the story. But destiny is sometimes funny. Because no matter how far she runs away, she will always go back to where Raha Sitan is. Will Amara be able to enjoy her life in her new world, or will she just fight her way to survive as the villain's wife? SEASON 1 COMPLETED (06132022) SEASON 2 COMPLETED (09172022) SEASON 3 Featured in: 🌟 @WackyWriters - Undiscovered Gems Under 1k 🌟 @StoriesUndiscovered - Into the Abyss (November '22) 🌟 @WattpadAsianFantasy - Cultivation Month (December '22) 🌟 @StoriesUndiscovered (November '22) 🌟 @WattpadFantasyPh - Spotlight Stories [ENG] (February '23) 🌟 @WattpadFantasyPh - Isekai Fantasy (February '23) 🌟 @WattpadFantasyPh - Spotlight Stories [ENG] (February '23) 🌟 @Fantasy - Romantasy (Apr '23)

❝When vows are shattered, redemption is the only way❞ Adyant ᥫ᭡veda 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: - Marriage of convenience - She fell first, he fell harder - Age gap - Slow-burn - Hard-core angst - Second chance romance - Groveling

Raven Frost is an epitome of mystery who weaved a web of lies and held a million secrets within her. She had come to Shadowvale University to revel in life's bounty. But her very first day tripped out. Her one lie led to another, and then another, until all she had was a willow of lies that rooted within her. And the hot, cunning man she lied to had stuck to her life like branches to her tree. Alessandro Del Vecchio. The Lucifer's progeny. The one who rules Shadowvale, dressed in an expensive pressed suit, burying his darkness in the hollow space where his heart is supposed to be. All he ever intended was to hunt down the traitor who betrayed The Outfit. The plan was simple: find the culprit, and end their life. Until she stepped in. At the wrong time and wrong place, and she became his infatuation. His own little poison that he couldn't stop consuming even if it killed every bit of him. He was the addict and she was the addiction that intoxicated his already infected soul. An addiction that leads to his destruction. His demise and her victory. Secrets. Betrayal. And passion. Tangled in the game of trust and lies, not everyone is who they say they are. Everyone wears masks in this masquerade of death. When the masks lift, who would be the last man standing...

Help him!? Help the prince of the kingdom that locked me up? Joining that man is the second last thing I want to do. The very last thing is to go back to the cell they've held me in for years. That's the deal the dark, intimidating prince offers me - use my curse to his benefit, and I'll be granted my freedom. What the prince doesn't know is that I made a vow - a vow to never harm anyone with my curse again. I agree to his bargain, but I must escape his grasp before I'm expected to fulfill my end. But escape isn't easy when the prince refuses to take his eyes off me. He's the first man to see beyond my curse, to see the girl beneath who just wants to belong. With time, I too learn to see past his frightening uniform and prestigious titles. My heart aches over the secrets I'm forced to keep from him, secrets that will bring his whole world crashing down.

Ingrid is being stalked by a mysterious stranger. She thinks he's a psycho and is deeply afraid of him. However, her curiosity got the better of her, which made her seek him instead. She doesn't anticipate that by doing so, she has given him the power to mess her up so bad and turn her world upside down. RNS#1 A novel by Jamille Fumah

At that time, she was dumped by the crown prince and was free to go on her own journey. [Hello.] She had woken that thing, no, him up. [I am Nathaniel.] He said. [People here call me 'The End'.] A beautiful man, like the king of winter, smiled in boredom and with arrogance. * * * "Let me out." Nathaniel stretched out his hand, but Kyrie rejected it. However, the white hands with prominent bones slowly and softly touched her ears and cheeks. [You'd better not think about it. If you don't want to be tied up.] Instead of answering, she bit Nathaniel's fingers. He lowered his head slowly and put his head against her forehead. The blue eyes in front of her seemed more ecstatic as Kyrie's purple eyes shook with anxiety. [Take off your clothes on your own.] Nathaniel looked down at his ruined sleeve and smiled fiercely. [I know how to put a leash on you if you do something stupid again.]